October 7, 2019, Kanab-
I will, as usual, post photographic accounts of my current jaunt, once back at Home Base. In the meantime, here’s a verse on the topic.
Serene, confident teenager
stretched herself out
and took in the view,
of the gaping maw below.
Mother’s watchful gaze notwithstanding,
the girl took pains to keep herself safe,
as a much younger child,
asked her mommy,
“Can I do that, too?”
“Maybe, when you get
to be that big.”
The North Rim,
eight thousand,
three hundred feet
above the Colorado River,
at Bright Angel Point,
is not for those
with acrophobia,
or shortness of breath.
I promised my late
maternal grandfather,
spiritually,
that I would not
entertain the former,
and, as yet,
I do not suffer,
from the latter.
So, down the narrow trail,
I went,
and gazed over the edge,
at Bright Angel Point,
again at Point Imperial,
and, lastly,
at Cape Royal.
where two dozen of us,
watched the sun dip,
below the horizon,
accenting the smoke
from a prescribed burn.
A magnificent view from either rim!
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Absolutely!
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beautiful
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Thank you, Holly Clare!
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I’m inspired by your treks – I can’t wait to see the photos!
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I will post them, later this week and next.
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Beautiful indeed! XxX
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Thanks so much, Patty!
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